When he got up early in the morning, Xu Qibao was very depressed.

After breakfast, he stayed in his bedroom to paint, and did not go downstairs in the morning.

When Aunt Qin came to knock on the door, he was coloring the finished painting.

"Qibao," Aunt Qin stood at the door, "Miss Jiang is here next door." ”

Miss Jiang?

Xu Qibao's colored hand paused, he looked up at Aunt Qin and asked, "Is it Ruyi?" ”

"Well, she's in the living room right now, do you want to go downstairs?"

Xu Qibao immediately threw away the paintbrush in his hand, jumped up from the stool with a 'rub', raised his feet and ran out.

But running to the bedroom door, he suddenly stopped again.

Aunt Qin looked at him strangely and asked puzzledly; "What's wrong, little master?"

Xu Qibao turned around and sat down in front of the drawing board.

He picked up the brush again, and said to Aunt Qin without raising his head: "I want to finish filling in the color of this painting, you ask her to wait for me for a while." ”

Seeing him like this, Aunt Qin couldn't say anything, so she turned around and went downstairs.

Jiang Ru asked her to come down, quickly stood up, and asked with a smile, "Where is Qibao?" ”

"The little master is painting, it's almost over, or you can ask him for a while."

Jiang Ruyi nodded: "Okay." ”

"Then I'll pour you a cup of tea."

Aunt Qin went to the kitchen, leaving Jiang Ruyi to sit alone on the sofa in the living room, quietly waiting for Qibao to come down.

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Second floor.

Qibao waited for Aunt Qin to go downstairs, he hurriedly threw away the paintbrush in his hand, jumped off the stool, and ran out of the bedroom.

He sneaked to the staircase on the second floor and held on to the stairs to look down.

In the living room, Jiang Ruyi sat quietly on the sofa, holding a beautiful box in his hand.

Looking at the woman in the living room, Xu Qibao's heart was both sour and a little sweeter.

Hum!

She still has a bit of a conscience and knows to take the initiative to come to him.

Since she took the initiative to come, then he gave her a face and went downstairs to meet her.

Save others from saying that he is rude and not a good boy.

Thinking like this, Xu Qibao raised his feet and wanted to go downstairs, but after going down a step, he turned around and ran towards the bedroom.

Back in the bedroom, he went straight into the cloakroom.

When I came out again, I had already changed my clothes.

The loose loungewear was replaced by a small suit, and his hair was also grabbed by him for a new shape, Xu Qibao looked in the mirror again, and felt that he was simply handsome at this time.

He walked out of the bedroom, walked through the hallway, and was about to go downstairs when someone suddenly called out to him behind him: "Where are you dressed like this?" ”

Xu Qibao paused, and then stopped.

He turned around and looked back at the man who had come out of the study, his eyes dodging for a moment.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Xu Zhongbei raised his feet and walked up to him, stood still, and looked at him with lowered eyes: "You wear this if you don't go out?" ”

With his little head tilted, Xu Qibao looked at him unconvinced: "I'm willing, it's my own clothes anyway, I can wear them as I want, you can handle it." ”

Xu Zhongbei's face sank: "Xu Jinshu, pay attention to your tone, I'm your father!" ”

"You're my dad, you can't take care of everything, can you? I have my own personal freedom. ”

"Hmph, you're talking to me about freedom?"

Seeing that his face changed, Xu Qibao was a little cowardly.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to bother with you."

As he spoke, he lifted his feet and went downstairs.

But after walking a few steps, he stopped again, looked at the man behind him, and frowned: "Dad, what are you doing with me?" ”